The Snowflake

Crystallized epitomes

of unique perfection

twist and twirl

alone and together

In an unexpected burst

they ascend

as if attempting

to return

to what had been

to their maker

the architect

Then succumbing

to the draw of earth

gliding gracefully

after their long descent

down

down

down

from the grey skies

For the tiniest moment

they tickle my cheek

striving to feel alive

only to melt away

in a sudden rush

or settle

to become a unit

of something far greater